[Kool Keith] New Nancy Des Rose[Nancy Rose] Keith you gon' hold this track down for me?I'm goin upstairs to change, I gotta get on stageAight? I'll be back later

[Kool Keith]My commodes are largerI call rappers to look at the feces800 pounds, my pet tiger feedYou whack niggaz a bowl of doo-dooAnything you play my pee will stainYellow spots from the pilgrims cause painGeorge Westinghouse started to like that beam on the mouseImagine a apartment in RiverdaleWith 5 Belve' bottles with defecation on the couchSoiled clothes in the hampersWarned everybody, including your hype menGlobal maximum urine, piss on the core of the cityLeavin New York police department with PampersWith kf's chicken baby, my uncle's Colonel SandersWatch the mixtape, niggaz don't even know yetPressin up homosexuals that ain't even pro yetI vomit on most rappers gettin off a private jetAustralian orangu' tangoA key to dog Asian that's my private petTighten up in Jersey kid writin some ol' cow shitWhile you watchin the NetsYour top performance is low to meYour chihuahua, that's your apexI respect the Taco Bell dog better than youCause he's cleverer than you

[Chorus: Kool Keith]Shorty, just take off your clothesTake them off (I wanna take it off)Shorty, take off your clothesTake them off (I wanna take it off)

[Nancy Des Rose]Palm trees, blue seas, ships to outfitsI dip right into some jumpin mixTwist and flip it over to the other sideThe people say, "Oh la, chu la"I'm hot to trot, Hollywood can't stop what I gotLike special stew in a pot, a remix recipeGo back to your shop, inspect your beatsI'm recreating the streets, hits that fitYou gotta go home to take that ProzacCause your shit is whack, you lack the actI come with what attacks, don't counter contractsI stay packed with fly tracksFlavors everywhere, I dare you to try and fly with meFull speed ahead, you got no dealI'm the real, down Melrose on a shopping spreeSomething for me, usually some fly shitMade just for me on an island in the highlandsYou can't reach me, you can't teach meI'm way out in the Pacific, Atlantic, the Red SeaIt's all just a breezeA real, a meal, I heal, open all the seals

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[uncredited rapper]Yo... Yo, yo, yoLet me take you there, uhh, uhhC'mon, bash the club, we don't careStrippers lapdance, shakin they tail, it's a crazy nightWe take 'em out like every nightLet's go, that's how we do, back to the cityCrack backs real fast in the quickieI know you like that, G-strings come offWith your black tights, we can go nutsSlap that ass... UhhWe can get drunk, smack that assThose high bootsFull length fishnet black body suitsA s*** tan (yeah)I'm a big fan, big fan babyChicks love me, call me a big manA freak by nature, don't be a haterDrink it up right out of the alligatorsYo, we in the elevatorGettin naked, BonaventureThey can see us, baby don't fake it